Life’s Philosophy Poem by Shuaib Saifi

BEAUTEOUS or ugly, rich or poor, coward or brave,
One day all of them must take place in the grave.
Why of his health or wealth one gets proud,
While he’ll take none with him but a white shroud.

Why like a scared infant a sinner begins to take breath?
Whenever he hears the name of death.
While its mention makes no difference to a true man,
Neither his worries increase nor the smile does lessen.

A true man weeps while others make a mirth,
When he takes the birth on this earth.
He smiles while others begin to grieve,
When someday-ending this world he does leave.

A sinner gets unhappy and others feel pleasure,
When he finds to an end the life’s near:
As he’s always troubled the people so they’re happy,
He’s sad as no more wish will be fulfilled in futurity.

It occurs every man weeps when he takes the birth,
And his closers begin to make the mirth-
But who’s a true man only he’ll smile
And others weep, when life to an end he’ll feel.

As when others unworriedly were doing the wrong,
That man confidently kept himself strong
To follow the Lord’s instruction Who’s almighty,
With this belief someday its fruit he’ll see.

He always benefited to others wherever he could,
For them who was a helping man and good.
Who caused them to smile and to be glad:
So they weep on his farewell and get extremely sad.

In fact this world is the home where we live on rent,
Where to stay for a short term all of us God’s sent.
Soon we’ve to return to Him making it empty,
Where all will get an ever-allotted home surely.

It will have comfort and joy or trouble and grief?
It depends on the tasks we’ll do in this wee life.
When this Book will be closed it’s in uncertainty:
It’s certain our goods will lead us life’s real victory.